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Gulping.
I gulped in front of the classroom entrance more than once.
(F-finally…….)
Today is the first day of school.
I have looked at my class assignments, and as I expected, the people and class numbers have not changed since the last time I was here.
Seeing it this way makes me realize once again that I have come back in time.
And definitely—Sakura was also in the same class.
(If I open this door, I will finally meet Sakura.)
No, she would not be in the classroom if she had not come to school.
But I would not know the truth until I opened the door, and unless I did, this tension would not subside.
The uneasiness remains.
As the lone boy in the corner of the classroom, would I be able to join the class again?
The middle school is an integrated junior and senior high school, and there are only a few students other than myself who have taken entrance exams to schools outside of this school.
As far as I knew, there was no one in this class from the same middle school.
In other words, I was starting over from a situation where I didn’t know anyone.
(R-relax……I can’t just stand here forever)
Even just–
[Hey, it’s that guy, right? The one who drove a foreign car to the school gate?]
[And he came with that Yua san !]
[Is he her brother? And he’s so cool !]
…..I stood out from the very first move, though.
(Onee chan……!)
Thinking about it, it was only natural that I would attract attention if I rode to school with my sister in a flashy colored foreign car. I regretted that I should have asked her to drop me off somewhere.
As a young man about to enter school, it is wrong to be suddenly out of place and attract attention, said Mr. Mental.
(It’s mentally tough to stand out any more !)
I put my hand on the door and pulled with all my might.
What came into view were blackboards, desks, old chairs, and people my age chatting in school uniforms.
Just seeing them brought back memories of the past, and the beating of my chest, along with my anxiety, put a strain on my psyche.
Besides—
[ [ [ [ [………………………] ] ] ] ]
……I feel as if I’m being watched very closely for some reason.
It is conceivable that they would stare at the sound that came in, but why is everyone looking at me the same way? Is there something behind me?
(……Anyway, has Sakura arrived yet?)
I looked around the classroom lightly so as not to match everyone’s gaze, but I couldn’t see Sakura.
There is still some time before the entrance ceremony starts.
I opened Schrödinger’s box and the result seemed to be that she didn’t come to school.
With a bit of disappointment, I headed for the window seat that seemed to be empty for the time being and sat down.
I have to get mentally ready now.
If I’m anxious at this rate, I don’t know what I’m trying to face Sakura for.
When I was an adult, I was able to talk face-to-face, so there should be a mentality to speak here without hesitation.
……Well, the situation may have been different with Sakura when she was a student.
“Yaa !”
—I looked up and saw a voice in front of me.
When I looked up, I saw a girl with wavy black hair that reached her shoulders.
“Erm………”
I was unintentionally confused by the sudden voice.
She was innocent, and had a face that looked like it was filled with the cuteness of a young, innocent girl.
This girl was one of the most memorable girls in my memory.
After all, she was the complete opposite of me–a cheerful girl who could be said to be the center of the class.
“Ah, My name is Aki Mizuho ! We’re in the same class, so nice to meet you !”
“Y-yeah…..likewise. I’,m [Hey, you were the one who came with Yua san just now !? there were rumors about you]……”
Let me at least say my name.
“Well, yes.”
“I knew it ! Hey, what kind of relationship do you two have !? Your faces look kind of alike, could you be her brother !?”
Aki brings her face close to me with a twinkle in her eye.
I was surprised to find out that she is a very aggressive creature.
Even though she didn’t even come to talk to me before, was it because I cleaned myself up after all?
……No, it was because of my sister, yeah.
“My name is Misaki Aoi, and you can guess by that.”
“You’re her brother after all !”
That’s amazing, she said. Aki stroked her cheeks in a nimble, adorable way.
Leaving aside the issue of the foreign car, the name recognition of my sister who is on top of the wave now is amazing.
This is why the status is scary.
The other day I was in a commercial for “Ajimaro,” but it didn’t seem to get that much attention.
“So, Aoi kun, are you a model !? Or an actor !?”
She suddenly called me by my first name, extroverts are different.
“Just because my sister is a model doesn’t mean I’m in that direction, right?”
“Eh, but you were in a commercial for [Ajimaro] the other day, weren’t you? I thought I might be wrong, but when I saw you up close, I was like, [I knew it !]”
……I guess I’m a little more well-known than I thought.
(No, if I think about it, it’s natural.)
TV is the main battlefield for entertainers.
In [Ajimaro] my sister was on the billboard, but just by stepping into the ring, her face was known to the world.
This seems to require a change in perception. However, I think my sister still has a stronger status in this story.
I’m going to have to work harder in the future, too.
“Fuehehe, I’m so happy to be in the same class as someone like that ! And there’s another person in this class–“
Just as she was about to say that, the door slowly opened.
What appeared from there was….a beautiful girl with conspicuous blond hair.
Her face is beautiful with cuteness and beauty appropriate for her age, and her eyes are clear and jewel-like. And her atmosphere is ladylike, even dignified.
All of these things drew the eyes of those around her as soon as she entered the classroom.
“Sakura chan is so cute after all～! She’s even more adorable than she looks on TV～!”
Aki looked at Sakura with eyes like she was in agony.
The people around her were also feeling the same way as Aki, and were gazing at her in fascination without calling out to her.
I can understand well.
The moment she came in, my heart was beating faster than it had been in the beginning.
“(Yeah, at last….)
Finally, I met you.
The girl who gave me this feeling I had for the first time.
At the time I regretted the most in my life, at the time I wanted to talk to you the most…….we were able to meet again.
(……Sakura)
Please give me another chance.
Time for me to leave my pathetic self behind and face you and my own feelings.
(This is where I start.)
—Seriously, this is where I start my youth, my first love restart.
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